Surviving the Days ... and the Weeks and the Torment.


Words I write don't necessarily make sense to you... I don't expect them to, maybe I don't even want them to... The thoughts are written fragmented and incomplete! I do not write for any form of external validation.. What you read may not have the same meaning as what I write... But do not underestimate the personal significance of my words! An essential part of who I am is only evident in my writing... It had been locked away after it was used against me... Everything you need, in order to hurt me, is right here!

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

Awake

There is a fine line between harmony and chaos

Balancing can be difficult when you can't see that line

Often times happiness and discontent are then not far apart

How much of our lives do we consciously choose

How many days do we stroll through mechanically

Only to open our eyes one morning to the realisation

That now we are here we must choose where to go next

I need a way to keep my eyes always open

To be aware of where I am heading

To avoid surprises of where my subconscious has led me

I need to start thinking with my head!

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